I heard him scurrying, collecting books on the loft bed before dawn, unable to sleep.
Both kids bounced out of bed this morning, anxious and curious to see what the day would bring.
Lexi walked with a friend to the bus stop, making strides further her own way - which is right and good.
And Zack wore a hole in the carpet, disgusted with this new late start school schedule.
They pulled away, one at a time and I loaded up the dogs and headed for the lake, to walk in the mist and fog and dream about what this year will bring my way.